He must’ve looked incredible when he was younger if he looks like this now, you thought, when he stepped closer to you. And “Romi’s” face contorted to a grimace, something akin to a cruel grin. Once she finished telling him who you were, she looked up at him with a bright smile. And somehow… none of this seemed friendly to you. She fiddled with stray strings on the collar of his sweatshirt, she dipped her finger underneath the old fabric to swipe agains his collarbone. You hated how he looked you up and down, as if you were his prey.Īngel whispered in his ear, while her gentle fingers played with a stray strand of chocolate hair, picking out the silver between the otherwise dark locks. You hated how hot he sounded, how downright revolting the possessive way he grabbed Angel was. “Who the fuck is this,” the man says, a thick slavic accent rolling off his tongue. But what surprised you a lot more, was that Angel only smiled, her eyes fluttering close, as she leaned further into the sweat stained, torn sweatshirt of her “best friend” You actually winced at the way he commanded the girl to be quiet. “Shut the fuck up, whore,” he had said, his voice gruff and patronizing. “Romi, you won’t belieeeeeve this, okay, so today, in the morning, I-” She blabbered on, looking up into his face, like she didn’t notice that he was… the furthest thing from a harmless teddy bear. The man had his eyes fixed to your face, his jaw flexing as his arms tightened around Angel’s tiny waist. “It’s soooooo sweet of you to pick me up today! Can we get ice cream?” “Aw, Romi!!!” Angel had chirped, before falling around the guy’s neck, pressing two, quick kisses to his cheek, right upon the two moles there. Despite not being too tall, he towered above you two, with his dark locks hanging in his face, and heavy eyebags insinuating his age. That “Romi” was downright adorable, kind, funny just a soft, loving guy who just genuinely cared about Angel. He was nothing like that “Romi” Angel described. So imagine your surprised when you stepped foot into the parking lot, and was met with a disheveled, gruff, borderline scary, brooding man, clad in an old sweatshirt, stained jeans, and ripped converse leaning against the hood of an old, beat down BMW. All about how sweet and attentive and adorable he was, how much he cared about her, how he was literally just a fluffy teddy bear. While you walked down the stairs, she told you all about Romi. “He’s the bestest, I’m sure you’ll love him!” “Oh, silly you!! Romi is my best friend.” She squeezed your face and you felt your heart flutter. Her huge heels clicked when she walked up to you, and placed both palms upon your cheeks. boyfriend….?” God, your voice was pathetic…īut she giggled and spun around to face you. “Oh, no thank you darling,” she said with a bright smile. “Do you need a ride home?” You asked, sitting next to her upon the pink, fluffy couch, as she fixed her pink, frilly clothing in the mirror. You almost couldn’t bare thinking about Angel leaving so soon when you stood next to her, helping her pack. Time passed by in a literal blur, so fast you didn’t notice it at all. You had similar interest, the same kind of humor, you helped her fix her makeup while you talked about the latest fashion news. And something between you both immediately clicked. Kind and sweet, all smiles and laughs, she brightened the entire room as soon as she walked in. As an aspiring make up artist, you did not have much to do, so you mostly just lounged around, talking to the people, cleaning the brushes or rushing around getting coffee. You know for sure how you ended up like this… Shivers run down your spine as you lick harder, lick faster, anything to leave both of them satisfied. You don’t know how in the everliving fuck you ended up in a trashed apartment with your tongue buried in a soft, pink cunt a on a warm friday afternoon, but here you are…Ī heavenly moan tones through the cramped bedroom, and you hear an amused grunt next to you, rough and low. PLEASE HEED THE TAGS, THIS STORY MENTIONS VERY DARK THEMES!!!!!!!!Ĭw/tw: dom/sub, toxic relationship, complicated relationship, threesome, mentions of murder, mentions of gore, mentions of snuffing, mentions of suicide, bdsm, rough sex, violent sex, cunnilingus, reader is like wtf 99% of the time, roman is literally mentally ill aight, spanking, tit torture, vibrators, punching, slapping, choking, sadist/masochist, excessive use of russian&ukranian&yiddish words, angel is a baby and I love herĪ/n: crying, throwing up, pissing uncontrollably, shaking my ass and banging my fists against the floor Roman Klymenko x Angelique “Angel” Smith x Reader (original characters)
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